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Date: 2025-02-03 06:17 pm (UTC)Dr. McCoy appears to be stone cold sober trying with mixed success to drag Jim back to the dorms. And Jim? Is a fucking mess. It doesn't help that he absolutely does not want to be touched by McCoy and has ended up toppled over into the grass after his latest little fish flop got him out of the doctor's grip.
"Fer fuck's sake Jim, you need t'let me see you--"
"Fuck off!" Jim half slurs, half groans. The ground is spinning. "Didn' assssk you t'show up."
He reeks of cheap rum and of sweat and blood. His face is bruised. His knuckles bloody. Someone must have contacted Leonard and the doctor? Contacted Spock.